Now it really gets interesting. I hope at least someone is surprised by the way this turned out ;)

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"Make your decision, Mister Smith." Jenny spat.

"Perhaps if that human heart breaks, the Time Lord will emerge." Rita slightly rolled her eyes at how ridiculous they sounded. The family then snapped their heads as Baines shouted: "It's him!"

Martha then grabbed the gun off of Jenny spun her around and used her as a shield while pointing the gun at Baines. "All right!" Martha shouted her voice shaking a little. "One more move and I shoot."

"Oh, the maid is full of fire." Baines mocked not looking at all worried.

"And you can shut up!" She screamed pointing the gun at the ceiling and then firing.

"Careful, Son of Mine. This is all for you so that you can live forever." Clarke warned.

"Shoot you down."

"Try it. We'll die together." Martha spat her hand violently shaking.

"Would you really pull the trigger? Looks too scared." Baines laughed.

"Scared and holding a gun's a good combination. Do you want to risk it?" The family then lowered their guns. Rita raised a brow at Martha then walked away unharmed. "Are you okay?" Martha asked quickly glancing over at Rita before her eyes snapped back to the family.

"Perfectly fine thanks." She nodded. She then sighed seeing how shaken John looked she took his hand giving it a light squeeze.

"Doctor, get everyone out." Martha then ordered. "There's a door at the side. It's over there."

Rita glanced over to the man beside her completely frozen. "Everyone do exactly what she said!" Rita shouted. "Everyone get out!"

People started running for the door screaming and shouting. Rita watched as they left. John then ordered Latimer to go as well. "And you. Go on. Just shift." Martha told him.

"What about you?" He asked.

"Mister Smith, I think you should escort your lady friend to safety, don't you?"

"Oh, no way Martha." Rita shook her head stepping away. "I'm not leaving knowing that you're in here."

"Stone you have to go." Martha told her. "Go, keep them all safe." She looked between Martha and the extremely shaken John Smith and sighed. Taking his hand she rushed for the door Matron stood outside and Rita frowned not understanding why she was still there.

"Matron?"

"I believe you." She said.

"Mister Hicks, warn the village," John ordered. "Get everyone out. Latimer, get back to the school. Tell the headmaster."

Latimer then jolted away from him. "Don't touch me. You're as bad as them." He slowly backed away then turned and ran. Rita nodded in thought and then ran off pulling John Smith with her. He then stopped forcing the Time Lady to halt.

"Your friend is in there!" He protested.

"Right now the only thing I am worried about is them getting to you!" She firmly shouted at him. "Either you come with me on your own terms or I end up dragging you to the school myself!"

"Don't just stand there, move!" Martha shouted running out of the door. "God, you're rubbish as a human. Come on!"

"That's too of us who think that, remind me to never let him do this again!" Rita shouted running down the road towards the school. They ran into the school and John closed the gate before running inside and grabbing a bell, he started to then swing it around while shouting

"I'm seriously wishing he wore the bloody necklace now." Rita groaned.

"What are you doing?" Martha asked in protest.

"Maybe one man can't fight them, but this school teaches us to stand together. Take arms! Take arms!"

"You can't do that!" Martha shouted at him.

"You want me to fight, don't you?" He asked. Rita shook her head knowing that he would only continue and was scared enough as it was. "Take arms! Take arms!"

Hutchinson then ran down the stairs. "I say, sir, what's the matter?"

"Enemy at the door, Hutchinson. Enemy at the door. Take arms!" He shouted.

John then ran into an area as the boys passed out guns and started to fill them with ammunition. "You can't do this, Doctor. Mister Smith!" She shouted.

"Matron, maintain position over the stable yard. Faster now. That's it."

"John let me handle this." Rita protested.

"Absolutely not." He shook his head. "You will not be going near them. 'Still protective as ever even as a bloody human.'

"They're just boys." Martha protested again. "You can't ask them to fight. They don't stand a chance."

"They're cadets, Miss Jones. They are trained to defend the King and all his citizens and properties."

"Oh great," Rita muttered as the headmaster stormed in.

"What in thunder's name is this? Before I devise an excellent and endless series of punishments for each and every one of you, could someone explain very simply and immediately exactly what is going on?" He shouted causing all of the boys to freeze in what they were doing.

"Headmaster, I have to report the school is under attack." He informed stepping forward.

"Really? Is that so? Perhaps you and I should have a word in private." He suggested with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

John shook his head at the headmaster. "No, I promise you, sir. I was in the village with Miss Stone. It's Baines, sir. Jeremy Baines and Mister Clark from Oakham Farm. They've gone mad, sir. They've got guns. They've already murdered people in the village. I saw it happen."

"Miss Stone, is that so?"

"Guns they do have but not ones we can fight." She shivered slightly.

"Murder on our own soil?" He questioned.

"I saw it. Yes." She nodded.

"Perhaps you did well then, Mister Smith. What makes you thing the danger's coming here?"

"Well, sir, they said-" he was then cut off by Matron.

"Baines threatened Mister Smith, sir. Said he'd follow him. We don't know why." Matron cut in.

"Very well." He nodded then looked at the boys in the room. "You boys, remain on guard. Mister Snell, telephone for the police. Mister Philips, with me. We shall investigate."

Martha then ran blocking the door. "No! But it's not safe out there."

"Mister Smith, it seems your favourite servant is giving me advice. You will control her, sir." Martha sighed stepping out of the way as the two men left.

"Martha we need that watch," Rita informed. "As much as I wish I could I can't do this alone, in ways I'm not as clever as him." Martha nodded then ran out of the room heading down the hall. Matron quickly followed. "John." She turned to the man looking terrified. "I'm sorry, I know you're scared, you have every right to be but I need you to stay right here, don't leave this room to go with anyone." He nodded swallowing and watching her take off down the hall.

Rita ran in as Martha was frantically searching for the watch. "I know it sounds mad, but when the Doctor became human, he took the alien part of himself and he stored it inside the watch. It's not really a watch, it just looks like a watch."

"And alien means not from abroad, I take it."

"The man you call John Smith, he was born on another world."

"A different species."

"Time Lord." Rita interrupted. "Like me, we're the last of our people. The watch looks a little like this." She brought out the old fob watch she had kept for Canary Wharf. "I changed before, he did it, saved me in fact. Without him, I would be dead."

"He must deeply care for you." Matron replied.

"We've known each other for centuries." She sighed.

"Then tell me. In this fairy tale, who are you?" She turned to Martha.

"Martha's a friend. A brilliant amazing friend." Rita smiled at her.

"And human, I take it?" Matron looked at Martha.

"Human. Don't worry. And more than that, I just don't follow them around. I'm training to be a doctor. Not an alien doctor, a proper doctor. A doctor of medicine."

"Well, that certainly is nonsense. Women might train to be doctors, but hardly a skivvy and hardly one of your colours."

"I beg your pardon!" Rita snapped knowing how much it hurt a human to be spoken to like it.

"Oh, do you think?" Martha asked before raising her hand. "Bones of the hand. Carpal bones, proximal row. Scaphoid, lunate, triquetral, pisiform." She pointed to them all. "Distal row. Trapezium, trapezoid, capitate, hamate. Then the metacarpal bones extending in three distinct phalanges. Proximal, middle, distal."

"You read that in a book." Matron scoffed not wanting to believe it.

"Yes, to pass my exams." Martha laughed. "Can't you see this is true?"

"I must go." Matron started to head off.

"If we find that watch, then we can stop them," Martha told her.

"Those boys are going to fight. I might not be a doctor, but I'm still their nurse. They need me."

"Let her go Martha." Rita sighed. "We need that watch because I need him back just as much as you do."

"We all need him back." She muttered picking up more items and moving them around searching for the watch. "Why didn't the family just take you there and then? They already have you so why did they need him?"

"They may be smart but it also seems that they just like any living thing can also be a little thick at times, they knew I was something but they didn't know exactly what. Charmeleon arch in a neckless, my mother definitely was a genius at times, again any living thing can also be a little thick at times." She reminded Martha trying to imply that her mother was not always a woman she looked up to. They turned their heads towards the door seeing Matron sprint in heading for the window. Frowning both Rita and Martha followed her. The brunettes eyes widened at the sight. "Oh he is definitely going to kill me now." She ran a hand through her hair. "Death for letting the Doctor carry a gun."

They watched from the window as the boys started to tear up while the pounding continued on the large doors, the wood keeping them closed soon gave way and snapped allowing all of the scarecrows inside.

They heard the piercing ringing from the gunshots outside, the bullets tore through the scarecrows which then fell to the floor. "Come on," Rita muttered running out of the room heading towards the front.

"Mister Rocastle!" Martha shouted running outside after Rita. "Please, don't go near her."

"You were told to be quiet." He snapped.

"And I tell her to speak." Rita firmly interrupted. "Martha continue."

"Just listen to me," Martha begged. "She's part of it. Stone, tell him."

"She is one of the family, sir I recommend you step away from her."

"Mister Smith." Martha looked at him.

"She was, she was with, with Baines in the village."

"Mister Smith, Miss Stone, I've seen many strange sights this night, but there is no cause on God's Earth that would allow me to see this child in the field of battle, sir." He then held out his hand for the girl. "Come with me."

She then chuckled. "You're funny."

"That's right. Now take my hand."

"So funny." She laughed then produced a ray gun vapourising the headmaster. John and the boys flitched back as Rita gritted her teeth holding her tongue back knowing that if she snapped they would only kill her and then cause a regeneration, something that wasn't ideal at this moment.

"Now who's going to shoot me." Lucy the child looked at them. Gaining no answer she asked another. "Any of you, really?"

"Put down your guns." John ordered. Rita breathed out a sigh of relief.

"But sir, the Headmaster." Hutchinson protested.

"I'll not see this happen. Not anymore. You will retreat in an orderly fashion back through the school. Hutchinson, lead the way. "

"But sir-"

"I said, lead the way." He repeated. Baines grinned seeing the terror on the boys faces. He then shouted while pointing his gun to the sky and firing. "Well, go on, then. Run!"

"Come on!" Martha shouted as they all ran inside.

"Reanimate!" Baines screamed.

The last of the boys ran in. Rita shut the door and locked it using her sonic. "Been a while since I have done that." She muttered as John looked at her strangely. "Should keep them out for a little longer." She sighed before taking his hand and running following Martha.

They stood in the stable block telling all of the boys to get out as they ran past. "Let's go. Quick as you can." John ordered them.

"Don't go to the village. It's not safe!"Martha shouted

"And you, ladies." John turned to them. 

"You think I'm going to leave when there are aliens that want you?" She scoffed interrupting him. "No one can stop me." She warned.

"Now, I insist. The three of you, just go. If there are any more boys inside, I'll find them." He reassured.

"You best not be challenging me, John," Rita warned him. "I said I'm going nowhere and that's that.

John then walked up to a door and opened it. Slamming it shut seeing multiple scarecrows on the other side. Rita locked it with her sonic. "I think, retreat."

"Andiamo!" Rita grabbed his hand again running out of the back door. They reached the bushes just outside of the school. Hearing shouting for the Doctor, Rita took the lead through the bushes heading to the front of the school.

"Oh great." She muttered. "At least they can't get it. Nothing can get through those doors." Rita smirked in thought as Clark started to shout again.

"Come back, Doctor. Come home. Come and claim your prize."

"Out you come, Doctor. There's a good boy." Baines shouted. "Come to the Family."

"Time to end it now." Jenny cooed.

Martha looked at John seeing his eye slightly twitching. "You recognise it, don't you?"

"Come out, Doctor. Come to us!"

"I've never seen it in my life." He protested staring right at the TARDIS.

"Do you remember its name?"

"I'm sorry, John, but you wrote about it. The blue box. You dreamt of a blue box." Matron added. He snapped his head in her direction shaking it.

"I'm not." He loudly whispered to the, his eyes becoming glossy with tears. "I'm John Smith. That's all I want to be. John Smith, with his life, and his job," he looked at the school then turned to Rita who looked at him her face full of sadness and guilt. "and his love. Why can't I be John Smith? Isn't he a good man?"

"Of course he is," Rita told him.

"Why can't I stay?" He asked.

"Because we need the Doctor," Rita told him. "I need him, we all do. "

"What am I, then? Nothing. I'm just a story." He stood up quickly walking away. Rita sighed following with Martha and Matron slowly trailing behind.

"This way. I think I know somewhere we can hide." Matron told him diverting to a cottage.

"We've got to keep going." John protested heading off in the direction he was walking in.

"And go where?" Rita asked. "Matron has a good plan, it's as good as my non-exist plan."

They continued down the path before stopping in front of a cottage. "Oh, here we are. It should be empty. Oh, it's a long time since I've run that far."

"I love the running, the running is good, isn't it Martha?"

"Yep." She breathed. "But who lives here?" She then asked out of curiosity.

"If I'm right, no one."

"Let's take a look." Rita quietly replied slowly walking to the door. She tried the door which was surprisingly open. "Well, it's unlocked..." They entered the cottage which was silent and dark. "Certainly is dark in here." Rita stood leaning against the table with her arms crossed.

"Whose house is it, though?" Martha asked.

"Er, the Cartwrights. That little girl at the school, she's Lucy Cartwright, or she's taken Lucy Cartwright's form. If she came home this afternoon and if the parents tried to stop their little girl, then they vanished." Matron touched the teapot. "Stone cold. How easily I accept these ideas."

John stood up from his chair slightly shaking. "I must go to them before anyone else dies."

"Over my dead body." Rita snapped. "You're going nowhere."

"There must be something we can do."

"Not without the watch."

"But your Rita, the Stone, can't you help?"

"I can't help very much as it is. They need a Time Lord, if I go and try to stop them they will just take me instead. Oh, sometimes I wish things followed the plan." She ran a hand through her hair.

"And what about you." He looked at Martha. "You're this Doctor's companion. Can't you help?"
He snapped shaking more than before. "What exactly do you do for him? Why does he need you?"

"Because he's lonely," Martha muttered. "They both are." Her eyes drifted over to Rita who sighed nodding in agreement.

"And that's what you want me to become." He snapped.

They turned their heads towards the door hearing a knock.

"What if it's them? " Matron whispered.

"I'm not an expert, but I don't think scarecrows knock." Martha slowly walked towards the door, Rita behind her. They slowly opened the door and frowned seeing Latimer stood there.

"I brought you this." He held out his hand.

"And I was beginning to lose hope, Martha never lose hope." She chuckled. "Thank you." Martha then took the watch from him and held it out to John who backed away terrified of it.

"Hold it." Martha held out the watch in the palm of her hand.

"I won't." He protested.

"Please, just hold it."

"It told me to find you. It wants to be held." Latimer spoke up.

"You've had this watch all this time? Why didn't you return it?" Matron asked.

"Because it was waiting." He then paused. "And because I was so scared of the Doctor."

"Why?"

"Because I've seen him. He's like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night and the storm in the heart of the sun."

"Stop it." John hissed.

"He's ancient and forever." Latimer continued ignoring John and stelling forward towards him. "He burns at the centre of time and he can see the turn of the universe."

"Stop it!" He shouted. "I said stop it."

"And he's wonderful." Latimer finished.

"I've still got this." Matron brought out the book. "The journal."

"Those are just stories." John snapped.

"But there not, you know there not John." Rita softly told him stepping closer. The cottage then violently shook.

"What the hell?" Martha gasped running towards the window with Rita.

"Oh, there not as thick as I thought," Rita muttered watching balls of fire fall to Earth in the village.

"They're destroying the village." Matron gasped.

"The watch," John muttered grabbing it from Martha.

"Can you hear it?" Latimer asked.

"I think he's asleep. Waiting to awaken." John closely looked at it in the palm of his hands.

"Why did he speak to me?"

"Well, that would be-"

"Oh, low-level telepathic field. You were born with it. Just an extra synaptic engram causing-" he then cut off breathing deeply and shaking. "Is that how he talks?"

"That's him. All you have to do is open it and he's back." Martha smiled.

"Always cutting me off." Rita shook her head fondly remembering times where he had done just that.

"You knew this all along, the both of you." He looked between Martha and Rita. "and yet you watched while..."

"I didn't know how to stop you. He gave me a list of things to watch out, for but that wasn't included."

"I didn't know what to do either," Rita muttered looking down feeling extremely guilty.

"Falling in love? That didn't even occur to him?" John looked at them shocked.

"No." Martha shook her head. "It didn't occur to him because he already was in love, with the Stone." She looked over at Rita who shook her head.

"Martha you know he doesn't-"

"He kissed you." She cut the brunette off. "After Lazarus, he kissed you."

"And he didn't mention it ever again, I ran away, I was a coward. Then I kissed him." She muttered. "Just before you came in" she nodded at Martha. "After the whole 'burn with me' I kissed him, that was two weeks before the family. Two weeks and he said nothing, Martha he made a mistake because he doesn't love me. He doesn't and will never feel what I feel. I..." her hearts started to beat madly. She hadn't said those three words since she was forced to marry. "I... I love him." She murmured looking at the ground. "But that doesn't matter because he's my best friend." She sniffed.

"Then what sort of man is that?" John asked breaking Rita's train of thought. "And now you expect me to die?"

"It was always going to end, though!" Martha shouted. "The Doctor said the Family's got a limited lifespan, and that's why they need to consume a Time Lord. Otherwise, three months and they die. Like mayflies, he said."

"So your job was to execute me."

"People are dying out there. They need him and I need him, the Stone needs him. Because you've got no idea of what he's like. I've only just met him. It wasn't even that long ago. But he is everything. He's just everything to me and he doesn't even look at me, but I don't care because I love him to bits. And I hope to God he won't remember me saying this." She said her voice slightly breaking.

"It's getting closer," Latimer said as the cottage shook more violently than before.

"I should have thought of it before." He paced around. "I can give them this. Just the watch." He held it up. "Then they can leave and I can stay as I am."

"You can't do that!" Martha shouted.

"If they want the Doctor, they can have him."

"But I'll then be the last." Rita looked up shaking her head. "You-" she swallowed closing her eyes. "You know you what I would be like. You have some of his memories, what am I most scared of? Not the Daleks, not the Cybermen or Slithreen but being alone, being the last. It terrifies me."

"He'll never let you do it." Martha snapped at him.

"If they get what they want, then, then-"

"Then it all ends in destruction." Matron cut in. "I never read to the end, but those creatures would live forever to breed and conquer, for war across the stars for every child. Martha, Timothy, lets leave them alone." They both nodded and followed Matron out of the cottage.

John broke down his head in his hands on the table sobbing. Rita sadly sighed walking over to the broken man pulling him in for a hug, he was scared, scared to 'die', scared to go. "I know, I know I'm sorry." She whispered rubbing his back.

"It was real." He cried. "I wasn't. I really thought."

"I'm sorry John, I let this happen. Here let me see the watch." She took it out of his hands looking at it. "To think that he's in here." She lightly chuckled. "I was in a watch like this one time." She sighed. "Soon he'll be back."

"And I'll be gone." He sobbed. "Can't you change back?" He asked his eyes full of plead. "You were human once, you could change back."

"I can't. I'm sorry John but I can't the universe needs him, so do I. If I changed I would forget everything, my life, my family. Her voice cracked. "'My children."

"He may never tell you." John sobbed.

"And I'll be okay with that, because it's better to have my best friend than for him to not be my friend."

John sighed placing his hand on hers over the watch. The two gasped as a vision of Rita as a human kissing John at their wedding. It then changed to John crying holding their newborn child. The vision switched again to the two holding hands walking through the countryside two young children running around them laughing. The vision finally changed to them both old with John lying on his deathbed his hands in Rita's. "They're all safe, aren't they?" He asked. "The children, the grandchildren. Everyone's safe?" Rita smiled softly at him. "Everyone's safe, and they all send their love, John."

"Well, it's time. Thank you." He then closed his eyes.

Breathing deeply Rita pulled her hand away.

"Did you see?" John gasped.

"Time Lords have quite the large amount of adventures, but he or I could never have a life like that."

"And yet I could." John sobbed.

"You have to make a choice. I can't decide for you. I'm sorry John."

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One More chapter will be uploaded today I hope you guys are ready for some feels. :)